165. Too Serious

When I walked out, the staff dramatically came to my side. “Are you all right?,” “What happened?,” “How can I help?” I was entirely puzzled.

This story may be making a repetitive return today.  It is Cycle 4, Day 5, and I need to lighten up.

One time, I was volunteering at the Girl Scout office, making phone calls in the back room.  When I walked out, the staff dramatically came to my side.  “Are you all right?,”  “What happened?,”  “How can I help?”   I was entirely puzzled.

Apparently, the look on my face was abysmal.  Shock and terror.  Anger.  I don’t know.  I felt nothing.  There was a cat hair on the roof of my mouth, and my tongue was aggressively working to remove it.  That must have altered my facial expression.

A happy woman clown with rainbow color dye hair
Happy clown

Sometimes, we are just too serious.  Sometimes, the world isn’t as emotional as it appears.  Sometimes, there is a cat hair on the roof of your mouth.

Author: Michele Plumb Stowell

Michele Stowell was a teacher, a hand holder, and encouraging voice. Born an early Gen Xer, she has lived in Western Washington for the duration. Her children, two spectacular genetic daughters and an uncountable number of marvelous scout and school sons and daughters, shine as her biggest impact and her greatest blessing. Just before her 54th birthday, Michele was diagnosed with stage four cancer. Her writing and art work are expressions of the drama and the joy of living earth bound. On October 24, 2021, Michele was released from her physical body, transported to continue her work on other realms.

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